Lyrics

This stoop is my throne This hood is my home And the sky's always blue by the brownstones We in Brooklyn, ain't no Beverly Hills Basically we pay bills, then chill ItÂ's like east coast bliss, west coast diss We do it like this and you seal it with a kiss And a pound, thatÂ's just how it go down ItÂ's the protocol, do you feel me all? Saturday afternoon is all about the night before And tonight we gonna do it some more Sunday morning hear the bands in the church play All day long, every block thereÂ's a new song Sitting on the stoop in the Bed-Stuy Always sayin hi when the brothas walk by Just proper etiquette Sitting on the top step With a bag of chips, sit back, relax, enjoy the bricks We got a neighborhood philosophy I donÂ't mess with you, you donÂ't mess with me It is what it is, it ainÂ't all hard up in the hood Sittin on my front stoop and its all good Boys in wife beaters and corn rows With their pants down low so their briefs can show Girls be always dressed up Giving their best stuff Workin that hairdo Boys are gonna bless you Always some commotion at the corner store That the corner cops chose to ignore Everybody ride tune to a different song When they pass by I bob my head along I don't spark spliff * but donÂ't mind the aroma If the delli out of Stella then I settle for corona And I claim my spot for the evening Let the party begin, we gonna do it again Sitting on the stoop in Bed-Stuy Always sayin hi when the brothas walk by It's proper etiquette Sitting on the top step With a bag of chips, sit back, relax, enjoy the bricks We got a neighborhood philosophy I donÂ't mess with you, you donÂ't mess with me It is what it is, it ainÂ't all hard up in the hood Sittin on my front stoop and its all good Its all good Its all good Cause I l-l-l-l-love my hood L-l-l-l-love my hood Its all good Its all good Cause I l-l-l-l-love my hood L-l-l-l-love my hood Sitting on the stoop in Bed-Stuy Always sayin hi when the brothas walk by It's proper etiquette Sitting on the top step With a bag of chips, sit back, relax, enjoy the bricks We got a neighborly philosophy I donÂ't mess with you, you donÂ't mess with me It is what it is, it ainÂ't all hard up in the hood Sittin on my front stoop and its all good
Writer(s): Imani Coppola, Michael Mangini, Adam Pallin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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